Shall I Wait

shall i wait for his plane to land? — or meet him midair in pillowy-clouds, clear the aisles meant for two, order the finest dinner a steward can zoom, prepare to feast on fingers and toes, earlobes and sweet bubblegum lips. shall i wait for the hail from the air? — or fly my own airlines to climb aboard certainly we don’t need two seats, only one and that one is blushing from all of this touching. shall I vigorously fly like a drone? — spying out my love in from Japan shall he unwrap an early present i’m wearing red and green ribbons ...he’s wearing none. ~ certainly two stars search the horizon ~ climaxing at the speed of light’s dreams air pressure certainly entertaining the clash of thunder and lightning a show of stupendous energy for three weeks has weakened my pulse and my knees. I hightail to meet my love in the air, so close and yet i’ll certainly have to wait ‘til he lands so he can take me back to the heavens. 12/21/2018